Okies! Thank you all for your reviews! I feel so much more confident and happy that I decided to complete this chapter, since I had it halfway finished for a while, as I had no inspiration, but all of the lovely reviews changed that, and I promised to give you people this new chapter, and I certainly hope you love it to death!
Disclaimer:: No matter how much I dream, how much I hope, the G-boys are not mine, and I really, really hate that. XP Ugh. I so wish that I owned them…. Then all of you would be happy as I would have… um… things… happen between… 1 & 2… and you know what… ehehehehehehe…
Warnings:: Mush, sap, deep kissing, fluff, stuff that implies bad things, but really doesn't mean that… it's just your perverted minds! Bad bad perverts! *just jokin'… I love you all! Even the perverts! ^^ *grins*
At GunpointChapter Seven: Karaoke Night
"No." Heero glared at his braided boyfriend and shook his head.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease Hee-chan! Please!" Duo looked at him with big innocent eyes.
"I said no." The Perfect Soldier growled, "I'm not singing." To spite the outfit, the eyes, and the alcohol he'd consumed, nothing could make him get up there and sing. Nothing. Heero kept his glare focused on Duo. "You can do whatever you want, but Hell well freeze over before I even say I'll sing." His eyes flared, almost screaming that if Duo tried to get him up there… he would walk straight out of this place and… no way that he'd sing. Heero shook his head again, and raised an eyebrow. "Do I have to leave?"
"No… Please don't leave…" Shinigami looked like he might crumble; he just looked that fragile. "I- I just don't understand why you won't sing with me…"
"I don't sing." Duo whimpered. It was eleven already. His begging had done no good. Heero knew that he would get them both out of there… if he hadn't had any alcohol… but now he knew he would be stopped if… wait… he could just leave. "Duo we're leaving." Heero grabbed his love's hand and pushed through the crowds, eventually making to the door, grumbling. "Why did I even agree to this?!"
"Um…" Duo began to answer his question but then decided that he might get mad. "I…" The longhaired boy let out a sigh… why is it he found it so hard to finish a sentence when Heero was upset. Lots of good Duo was… he couldn't even say anything; he began to scold himself inwardly.
"I'm driving." Heero knew that if Duo drove, they'd never make it home alive… he was drunk… certainly not as drunk as he had be the last night but still too out of it to drive. As Heero looked for the motorcycle, and tried looking on the other side of the building, the longhaired boy at his side, he felt one warm hand grab hold of his shoulder. Heero turned around and Duo kissed him deeply, swallowing all of his breath and forcing him up against the outer brick wall of the Karaoke Bar.
"Hee…ro…" Shinigami moaned in the kiss, using his tongue to say the well-loved name of his one and only, still consuming his lover's lips hungrily in the process. Heero's fingernails scraped across Duo's pale wrists and his hands shook at the effort of begging for more with his sharp nails. So the God of Death complied with the implied request and pressed more into the kiss. Heero could feel the air he had left in his lungs being drained by the magnitude of the kiss in which he played the part of victim, making it all too confusing, as he was the more powerful. Though he would not give up, he would hang on as long as he could, until he couldn't breath anymore. Duo began to pull away, sensing that Heero was quickly loosing his breath and his balance, as he began to shakily fall down the wall, but when Heero felt this he grabbed Duo's head and kept it pressed to him. He would hold on. No matter what, this was something that he wouldn't fail at. Duo noted the ferociousness of his hold and the forceful clamp as he held desperately onto the kiss, onto the moment. Heero could feel himself slipping into dizziness as his fingers slipped out of his love's hair and he found himself gasping up against the wall, happy knowing he'd held on as long as he did. Duo worked to steady himself before sitting down next to Heero who was gasping on the ground.
"Hee-chan… I'm sorry…" He looked at his fidgeting pale fingers, "I… I didn't meant to jump on you like that… It's just, you were there and… I kinda lost it… Hee-chan… I'm so sorry… I just…" Duo spilled out his apology guiltily, praying that Heero wouldn't be mad at him for leaving him breathless like that, though he was cut off by Heero's stern monotone voice.
"Why would you be sorry when I made myself like this?" His question was rather breathy and raspy as he was still trying to grab for air he couldn't take in fast enough. "I'm the one who stopped you from pulling away, Baka." He seemed to be catching his rather evasive breath finally. Duo looked at him with a gaze of amazement and half-hidden gratitude.
"You're… you're not made at me? But I thought-" The longhaired boy puzzled over this silently and eventually grinned contently. "That was a rather good one wasn't it?" For a moment there seemed as if there would be no response.
"Hn." Duo took that grunt as a yes, seeing as it was a little more positively put than some of his usual sounds.
"Hee-chan?"
"Hn?"
"You sure we can't go back in for a little bit…? I won't make you sing… I promise." Eh. What could it hurt?
"Let's go back in." Duo was so excited he nearly hugged Heero to death, but not quite, considering that the Perfect Soldier was practically immune to death. So for at least two hours on end, Heero enjoyed every instant of his lover's insane singing, and the fact that he didn't have to sing. Soon enough, at about a quarter after midnight, they began to get drowsy and decided that it would be best if they made it back home. So now that Duo had managed to make himself a little more sober, he got to drive home, with no worries of getting killed by a crash.
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"Heero… if you want… you can sleep with me tonight." A reddening blush made it's way across Duo's face as he finished undressing for bed.
"Um… I guess." Just goes to show you how easily a suggestion from Duo can make Heero Yuy say yes to sleeping with him… that is - just sleeping - nothing else. (Just had to put that there for all of you drooling over lemony thoughts… nope! Not now! I've got a time and place picked out… so just wait. It'll come.) As the longhaired brunette scooted into his bed, Heero went over to the lights, in his boxers as was Duo, and soon made it over to the bed that already radiated with the heat of the younger male. While Heero scuttled into the covers where his love lay, rather happy and red-faced, he blushed lightly and turned to face a direction where he could sleep, that was, ironically, facing Duo. Gingerly, as Hee-chan closed his eyes, Shinigami wrapped his arms around the boy and placed a light trail of kisses from his cheek down to the top of his chest. Then, with a sigh of content, he fell asleep like a baby, still holding tightly to the angel beside him.
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Soooooooooooo! Whad'ya think? I worked really hard on this and for a while there I was in a slump. Glad that passed! I want to once again thank all reviewers and those who are about to review! I love you all mucho much! Well, I thought that the ending to this was too fluffy… even more so than that little cotton candy idea that Labannya gave me… yes… it was the thought of someone else for that little joke, but hey… I only live once! Oh… yes… can you spell F-L-U-F-F-Y?! That's what this is… ahahahahahaha! Sap and fluff! Would you say I'm obsessed?! Oh well, you like my cut little ideas I have about these two don't you?! Ja Ne until next time!
Tenshi-Usa
